The Big D

I’ve been called Big D at various points in my life. Comes with being a large guy most of my life. Now, it has a different meaning.

I’ve been a bit negligent in terms of keeping healthy, I must admit. I’ve been having migraines from time to time and my legs have been swelling–anything from a little to quite a lot. The swelling started getting really bad on some of these long trips I’ve had over the past year or so. But, of course, I never went to the doctor, despite some nagging from my wife I should do so.

I don’t know why I resist going to the doctor. Mostly because I don’t like what they’re going to tell me most of the time, namely that I’m fat and need to lose weight (both of which are true). That said, it’s the only way to make sure potentially bad health issues get caught before they become really bad.

One of the business trips I have to take in the very near future requires getting a yellow fever vaccine. This requires a prescription. Which meant, if I was going on that trip, I had no choice but to see the doctor.

Since it’s been a few years, I also got a physical, which included notes about my blood pressure being high and printouts from my doctor that basically say, you know, you’re a fat bastard and you should really lose some weight. We discussed ebola, since it’s in the news and I’ll be passing through some countries where it has recently been an issue. And, I got a couple of other shots I hadn’t considered.

Part of getting a physical is getting a blood draw and having various things checked. Most everything was normal except one thing: my blood sugar, which was high. Which meant they decided to run an A1C panel against the remaining blood to see if it’s been a persistent issue. And, sure enough, it has.

That means The Big D can only be one thing: Diabetes, Type 2.

It wasn’t the answer I was hoping for, but it explains a whole lot. Since that message came from the person reading me lab results rather than my doctor, I will be shortly returning to the doctor to discuss what the next steps are. I’m pretty sure it means making some lifestyle changes at the very least.

Gotta admit, I’m a bit nervous and scared about it all. That said it’s better to live in the light of the truth than in the darkness of denial.






One response to “The Big D”

  1. […] a hundred pounds (or 45 kilos) ago. It was also before the real reason I am going down this road: a Type 2 Diabetes diagnosis which came in October […]

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